Song Qinghuan was not a real lady, so she did not raise expensive flowers and plants like other girls from aristocratic families. Instead, she felt that those things attracted bugs.
It turned out that before she got married, there was nothing else in Lanyue Pavilion except two trees and two pots of flowers planted in the snow.
Even when she later married into Prince Rui's palace, she never asked the maids to fix these things, so this house was still bare.
But now the courtyard was filled with lanterns of various colors, which also illuminated a courtyard full of brightly blooming flowers.
There are peonies and peonies, both of which are rich and difficult to feed.
Song Qinghuan looked at the lanterns hanging everywhere and the flowers in bloom, thinking that a few little maids had prepared them to make her happy.
Texue pursed her lips and smiled: "How can I have such a clever idea?"
She said: "It's the prince. Princess, please come in quickly. The prince is waiting for you inside."
This look shows that I have put a lot of thought into it, and the lanterns that can be seen all year round are rare and common.
But it's already winter, and yet it's not possible for ordinary people to put up a garden full of flowers in full bloom.
Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment and said dubiously: "Is it true or false?"
Stepping into the courtyard, I saw Xiao Ci, wearing a moon-white robe with dark auspicious cloud patterns, a jade crown for her hair, slightly hooked lips, smiling eyes, standing under a group of lanterns, looking like the dozen or so people
A young man of 20 years old.
The smile on Song Qinghuan's lips gradually deepened, her eyes brightened when she looked at Xiao Ci, and she stood still from a long distance away: "You're not coming back tomorrow, why are you coming back tonight?"
I knew what he was doing, but I still couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Ci walked out from under the lantern, walked to Song Qinghuan's side and said: "In the first year of my marriage, I can't let you celebrate my birthday alone. If I go back to my parents' house and cry, my father-in-law will not peel off my skin."
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Song Qinghuan chuckled: "Even if my father has that intention, he can't beat you."
Xiao Ci laughed: "You can't beat me, but I have to give in."
She picked off a big red peony that was blooming just right at hand, raised her hand and tied a hairpin in her bun with Song Qinghuan, and praised her: "No matter how she dresses up, my wife is as beautiful as a fairy."
He asked her again: "Do you like it?"
Do you like the peonies on this bun? Do you like the spring scenery in the garden? Do you like the lanterns in the courtyard? Do you like the man in front of her?
Song Qinghuan stretched out her hand to support her, curved her lips and responded with a smile: "My husband prepared it, I like everything."
It was rare to hear these words from her mouth. Xiao Ci felt happy. He laughed, put his cheek to her and pointed: "Should I praise you?"
The maids and women in the yard didn't know where they had disappeared, and even those who were walking through the snow looking for plum blossoms had disappeared without a trace.
Song Qinghuan knew that he must have put a lot of thought into this person today, and he also accepted his affection in his heart. He did not refuse, and with a frown, he wanted to kiss her.
But before they even kissed, there was an unexpected sound that interrupted the scene.
"Happy birthday, Princess!" Xiao Jingtong stood at the door of the main room and shouted loudly.
Unexpectedly, Song Qinghuan was so frightened that he took a step forward, just in time for Xiao Ci to hold him in his arms.
When Xiao Jingtong saw her, her eyes were as if they were decorated with ice knives, and she ran down from the door. Song Qinghuan pushed her, hugged Xiao Ci and said, "Princess, I will come back with my brother and father."
You celebrate your birthday, are you happy or not?"
Song Qinghuan was pushed away, but he was still two feet away from Qin Ziheng.
It was rare for her to take the initiative and ask Xiao Jingtong to look at her. She was already embarrassed. When asked if she was happy, she could only say with shame: "Happy, happy, Sister Tong is interested."
Xiao Ci's face didn't look good either. Xiao Jingtong couldn't help but sigh in his heart as Xiao Jingtong ruined the fragrant fragrance that was about to reach his mouth.
If I had known before coming down from Beishan, I should have been more cautious. However, Xiao Jingtong and Xiao Jingchuan were caught unawares.
These two people were even more shameless than him, and they even said so grandly that they were indispensable for Song Qinghuan's birthday.
Xiao Ci had no choice but to take these two things down the mountain in advance.
This has just begun, Xiao Ci has already predicted that something bad will happen tonight.
Xiao Jingtong didn't care about Xiao Ci. He grinned and left Xiao Ci behind. He pulled Song Qinghuan forward and said, "Princess, my brother and I have prepared a birthday gift for you. Come in with me and have a look."
Song Qinghuan's temples were also twitching, and he couldn't figure out what Xiao Jingtong was planning. He looked sideways at Xiao Ci and saw that he had a confused look on his face.
Song Qinghuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
The yard was filled with lanterns, and many lights were lit inside the house, making it very bright.
As soon as Song Qinghuan followed Xiao Jingtong into the house, he saw many brocade boxes placed in the room, some large and some small. Those that could not be placed on the table were placed on the ground. At a casual glance, there were more than ten or twenty boxes.
Xiao Jingchuan was sitting in the room with a calm expression on his face. Seeing Song Qinghuan enter the room, he immediately stood up and bowed his head to the ground: "Congratulations to my mother on her birthday, and I wish her eternal youth."
Song Qinghuan did not dare to respond casually for a while, and only said vaguely: "Thank you, Brother Chuan."
Xiao Ci's two sons and daughters are not easy to mess with. Sister Tong is fine, with all her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on her face, but Brother Chuan is bored and bad.
Song Qinghuan saw this the day after he entered the house.
Xiao Ci followed him into the room and saw Song Qinghuan's happy expression from the first time he saw him to the anxious expression now, and a few bad thoughts arose in his heart.
Before Song Qinghuan and Xiao Ci sat down, Xiao Jingtong had already laid out all the birthday gifts for Song Qinghuan to see.
She said: "My father is of a vulgar nature. In the past, he gave gifts to those immoral girls, either rouge, pollen, or gold and silver jewelry. Our princess is different from those people. My brother and I chose the gift for the princess's birthday this year."
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Xiao Ci sat on pins and needles, coughed slightly, and couldn't help but look at Brother Chuan, who was already trying to sow discord.
Xiao Jingtong has always lost his temper, so he didn't know how to do this. Needless to say, it was Xiao Jingtong who did the good deeds.
Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, pretending not to see Xiao Ci's gaze.
Song Qinghuan was afraid that there was some deceit here, so he responded with a soft smile: "Brother Chuan and Sister Tong have a heart."
You should also ask cooperatively: "Then, why are there so many?"
Xiao Jingtong raised the corners of her lips and smiled: "Is that because the princess is in her twenties this year?"
"The princess was not originally from our family, but now she is, so she has to make up for everything. At the age of twenty-two, she naturally has to make up for twenty-two birthday gifts.
